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|Monday, March 15th, 2010|
I don't mean to brag or anything, but last night I got a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs. Just sayin', is all.
|Monday, November 24th, 2008|
|Friday, September 12th, 2008|
I'm actually glad that my twenties, which have by and large sucked, are officially over at 10:35 this evening. I've celebrated so far by taking the day off of work, sleeping 10 hours and getting Five Guys for lunch. This evening I do have plans with actual other human beings. Then I'll drag this thing out through the weekend, seeing how much free booze and food I can score because my year of birth has a zero at the end.
|Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008|
|Wednesday, July 9th, 2008|
|The worst thing that ever happened to anyone
I somehow lost my Black Sabbath t-shirt. Since that was the only piece of clothing I owned that I liked (well, besides my Ash Ra Tempel t-shirt), I'm rather distraught. Maybe this is nature's way of telling me I'm too old to be wearing band t-shirts.
|Wednesday, June 25th, 2008|
They started blocking Livejournal at my job this week. While I've been running too low on the ol' inspirado to update mine recently, and most of you on my friends list are pikers who don't update (or else you all went to wherever the cool kids on the internet^ are these days), I still miss it. Oh, I still read when I get home, but since LJ is generally an at-work time killer it's generally too late to comment. So this is just to say that I hope you crazy kids in LJ-land are doing OK.
*funny because there are no cool kids on the internet
|Thursday, June 19th, 2008|
|Monday, June 9th, 2008|
|Muse Sick and Our Memage
"List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to."
ludickid did this one, and although I wasn't tagged, I'll do it anyway because it combines two of my favorite things - bleating about the music I love and procrastinating at work.
I'm supposed to tag 7 people, but I doubt 7 people read this. If you read this, I'd love to read yours, but it's cool if you don't wanna.
|Wednesday, May 28th, 2008|
|Someday, I will write an entry here that doesn't involve me complaining about something.
I was awakened for the second time in a week by my apartment building's fire alarm. False alarm, again. This time it was at 5 am, the exact worst possible time - too late for me to be able to go back to sleep, just early enough to fuck up the rest of my day. At least the temperature wasn't in the 40s with heavy rain like last time. Also, my allergies are killing me and the Metro's starting to get that humid, fermented summery piss smell.
Good morning, everyone!
|Wednesday, May 14th, 2008|
I made another muxtape, an assortment of airy, zippy pop songs designed for warm and sunny springtime weather. Dig
, if you will.
|Thursday, April 24th, 2008|
So, anyone else disturbed by the news that we might be running out of fucking rice
? Like any overprivileged Westerner, I think of rice as one of those omnipresent staples that never runs out. I foresee a dystopian rice-free future where Chinese food delivery men are our post-apocalyptic warriors and street gangs battle for supremacy in the husk of long-since-abandoned P.F. Chang's.
I've always hoped that the collapse of society wouldn't happen until after my death, but that dream isn't looking too good right now. Between food shortages, the worldwide financial crisis, global warming and peak oil, it looks like I'll be spending my middle age years in a shotgun shack tirelessly defending my supply of potted meat and canned peas.
|Friday, March 28th, 2008|
is my new favorite web discovery - it's a web based music player that allows you to make 12 song playlists. Here's mine
, a 40 minute sampling of some prime 80 proof rock and roll. Check the site out before it inevitably gets shut down due to copyright violations.
|Wednesday, March 26th, 2008|
|RIP to the guy in this icon
Richard Widmark died at age 93.
He was great in two of my favorite noirs of all time: Kiss of Death
(as the cackling, old-lady-pushing heavy) and Night and the City
(as the small time hustler whose big schemes go horribly awry, as they always do in film noir). One of my favorite character actors of that era, and I'm embarrassed to say that I thought he had died a long time ago. (Admittedly, I tend to assume that anyone famous before 1950 or so has long since died.)
|Monday, March 24th, 2008|
|Friday, March 21st, 2008|
Forget the free accounts/advertising business. There are many, many more reasons to picket against Livejournal that the Man doesn't want you to blog about. For example:
- All coding outsourced to Guatemalan natives making 15 cents a day
- The illegal dumping of 23 tons of Harry Potter fan fiction in the Schuykill River
- Pinkertons hired to smash strikers' skulls, force them to fill out "Which cast member of Night Court are you?" quizzes on strike day
- Company employs creepy older dude who totally reads all teenage girls' locked entries
- Ask.com pinball banner stating "Just click to start the fun!" not actually fun
- Editorial bias clearly anti-geek, pro-dork
|Monday, March 3rd, 2008|
I've been working the past few weeks at a research institute in Georgetown. I'm not enjoying it for many reasons (not metro-accessible, the commute is hell, the work is dull and tedious), but there is one redeeming factor - the deli across the street sells Boylan's Cane Cola. I had one of these when I was in New York a while back and became immediately hooked, and this is the first place in the DC area I've found that sells it. It's just cola that's made with cane sugar instead of high fructose corn syrup, but drinking this stuff makes you realize how cloyingly sweet and cheap tasting regular HFCS Coke is in comparison to the real thing. Now I can't drink HFCS sodas without noticing how smooth Boylan's goes down in comparison, or that disgusting HFCS after effect that makes you feel like your teeth are coated in river slime, or how a 12 ounce of real sugar cola is all you need while HFCS soda just makes you thirstier and thirstier. It's probably a blessing in disguise that I can't get this stuff often because I would probably drink it all the time instead of useful things like water or booze.
|Thursday, February 7th, 2008|
|Farewell, sweet prince.
And I'll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday
|Sunday, January 27th, 2008|
- I was trying to do my laundry today in my apartment building's laundry room when I walked in on one of the neighbor kids and her boyfriend in flagrante delicto. (Well, pretty close to it, at least - not in the act, but clearly working their way towards it.) I didn't really know what to do, so I just laughed nervously and put my laundry into the washer. They sorta laughed but the dude did flip me off. (Half-jokingly - I'm sure he was really pissed about my inadvertant cockblocking, but what do you expect in an apartment laundry room? I should also mention that the room is also filled with trash because they're painting the trash room, so the whole room stank of wet garbage. Kids these days, man; haven't they ever heard of car backseats? Bus station bathrooms? The small clearance behind the dumpster of a Wendy's?)
I guess the point of this story is this: if anyone reading this is casting a French bedroom farce, I can play the role of the naive young bellhop who always seems to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
- In other news, I'm trying to figure out what I purchased that put me on the mailing list for The Scooter Store
|Thursday, January 24th, 2008|
New job - it's ok, so far. It's less of a meat grinder than a larger firm and so far, everyone I've worked under has been at least tolerable. The roughest part has been adjusting to working on a regular basis. I took a three week sabbatical (two of those paid - ah, severance pay, I love you so) before starting here, spent a lot of time sitting around at the six months of the old gig, and honestly I was mailing it in for the last few months at the job prior to that. So, frankly, I haven't really worked that hard in almost a year. You get used to not doing anything and having the freedom to heavily procrastinate for what little you're given to do. So even though I've only been working a normal 40 hour week so far, I'm constantly tired and mentally drained. All I really ask of my day job is that it not envelop all of my free time or hasten my inevitable middle age heart attack. I'm taking it as a positive sign that so far this job isn't giving me constant low level nausea or making me injure my jaw from constantly clenching my teeth from anxiety.
|Sunday, January 13th, 2008|
From the "personal of the day" web ad thing on the Onion: Fill in the blanks: "Giving in is sexy; resisting is sexier." Now, I don't know much about the whole online dating thing, but isn't one of the first rules of writing a dating profile "try not to say things a sexual predator would say"?